The next second, the wrist was grabbed, and the whole person was pulled back to the study.
The moment the study door closed, she was pressed against the door panel, and the strong scent of ambergris on the man surrounded her.
Su Kui was trapped between Ji Wuchen's arms and couldn't help but clenched the corners of his clothes.
"Ji Wuchen, you let go!"
Ji Wuchen lowered his head, stared at the woman in his arms, and asked blankly: "Ye Nanfeng, I don't care what tricks you do, I will go back to the master bedroom to sleep tonight."
Go back to sleep? If she was the previous one, she would wake up with a smile in her dream.
But now, Su Kui only feels humiliated.
Her eyes blushed, and she looked up at Ji Wuchen, "Ji Wuchen, are you too deep in the play? Don’t forget, we are already divorced! You said you don’t want me to pester you, okay, I do Here it is. The scene behind, doesn't it need to be too realistic, right?"
Seeing her tears, Ji Wuchen didn't know why, so he twitched in his heart.
He tightened his thin lips, "It's okay if you don't go back, but Ye Nanfeng, please remember one thing. Once the old man notices the clues, the things you did to Xiaoxuan will be presented to you without any details. Father's hand!"
Knowing to say that would definitely make her sadder, but Ji Wuchen still said it.
Even looking at her fragile appearance now, Ji Wuchen had a faint pleasure instead.
She is now hypocritical, has she ever thought about how she was before
After speaking, he let it go freely and opened the door indifferently.
The corners of the clothes were grabbed, and the woman's soft voice sounded from behind.
"I will go, don't tell grandpa."
The old man who believed her wholeheartedly and treated her like a parent, she couldn't bear to disappoint him.
A chuckle, inexplicable meaning.
In the master bedroom, the warm yellow wall lamp gives the illusion of warmth.
Ji Wuchen was wearing a navy blue silk pajamas, leaning against a foreign language book.
With glasses on the bridge of his nose, the breath that radiated from the whole body was softened a lot.
Until, the patter of water in the bathroom stopped, and the sound of light and slow footsteps got closer and closer.
Ji Wuchen swore that he just looked up unconsciously.
At this glance, I was stunned—
The woman's long wet hair was draped over her shoulders, and she was wearing a white bathrobe. The bathrobe was too big for Ji Wuchen. And she was too skinny, so her neckline slipped slightly unknowingly, revealing a small patch of white, harsh skin.
It happened that she didn't know her beauty, so she wiped her hair on her own, sitting in front of the vanity mirror to prepare for skin care.
Through the mirror, Ji Wuchen saw his absent-minded eyes.
Fuck!
He rolled his Adam's apple up and down, cursed inwardly, and fell asleep.
He will not have desires for this woman, absolutely not!
And somewhere under him, the position where his head gradually started to look up made Ji Wuchen upset and irritable.
He hasn't had a woman for too long! In fact, in his life, only Ye Nanfeng is a woman. To say how enthusiastic he is about love is completely nonsense.
In Ji Wuchen's view, there is no combination of love, and all are hooliganism.
This sentence was told by his mother who died young.
But now, Ji Wuchen knows very well that he has no love for Ye Nanfeng, but what's going on under him?
Su Kui did a good job of skin care and dried her hair again.
Only then slowly walked towards the big bed where Ji Wuchen was.
**There are two quilts, and they are usually in the same bed with different dreams.
In the past, Ye Nanfeng would be so excited that he couldn't sleep all night, but Su Kui would not. In fact, she was very calm.